Chapter 172 I raised my husband in ancient times (61)
For more than ten years, he worked hard, working as a horse for the old emperor, making suggestions and suggestions. After gaining a little power, he eradicated dissidents, supported officials and arrogance, and selected the most disliked crown prince in the court, the third prince.
In order to gain higher status and power, he helped the third prince kill the old emperor, tampered with the imperial decree and allowed the third prince to ascend the throne.
He didn't find it difficult in the past ten years of ups and downs, assassinations, escapes, and intrigues.
The most difficult thing was that late every night, when the busyness faded away, and he lay in bed, the suffocating loneliness and longing overwhelmed him.
He was swimming aimlessly and floating in the boundless sea, waiting for someone who might never appear.
He had no one to tell all this.
So when Jiang Tang appeared again, he seemed to have fallen into a wonderful dream, extremely illusory.
He was afraid that when he woke up, everything would be gone like smoke, he would be alone in a cold quilt, and the room would be dead silent, and he would still be alone again.
Jiang Tang stared at Lin Chaomu's eyes with calm eyes for a long time.
After a while, she sighed deeply, slowly bent down, put her arms around Lin Chaomu's shoulders, and patted his back gently.
"I'm sorry. I apologize. Can you not be angry?"
The woman's voice was extremely serious, with a soothing magic power. Lin Chaomu's heart was firmly grasped by a pair of warm hands in an instant.
Not a dream...
This is not a dream.
"If you dare to leave my side for even half a step, I will lock you up!"
Jiang Tang suddenly laughed.
"So domineering, little man."
Lin Chaomu stiffened, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
They missed the best twenty years. He was no longer the sixteen-year-old, ignorant, lonely and angry boy.
Jiang Tang patted his back, sniffed his clothes, and frowned in disgust.
"I'd better take a shower."
Lin Chaomu held Jiang Tang's hand tightly and was unwilling to let go.
"Will you leave?" "No."
"How can I trust you?"
"...I'm just going to take a shower."
"Then will you leave?"
"Lin Ziqing, what do you want me to do so that you can feel at ease?"
"I'll wash it with you."
"..."
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The bathroom was filled with steam, and Lin Chaomu finally completed the dream he had fantasized about every night for twenty years.
He poured out all his painful and suffocating obsessions and his love that had nowhere to vent on this day.
The sound of water swaying in the bathroom, outside the bathroom, the sun gradually set towards the west, and finally only half of the sky was left with clouds and clouds pouring down.
Jiang Tang listened to Lin Chaomu's breathing, accompanied by the pleasant tinkling sound, playing beautiful music in his ears.
Dependency value: 95
Mission completion: 90
Lin Chaomu's resentment was filled with lost and recovered feelings, and the outburst of affection that had nowhere to put it directly caused the dependence value to rise to 95.
For the rest, Jiang Tang only needs to slowly heal the trauma and uneasiness in Lin Chaomu's heart, and time will fill up the dependence value.
That night, Lin Chaomu had an extremely wonderful dream. In the dream, he rushed to the peak of bliss again and again, so beautiful and crazy that he was willing to use everything he had in exchange for the continuation of this dream.
He didn't want to wake up and let everything become nothingness.
The next day, when Jiang Tang woke up from his deep sleep, he saw a pair of peach blossom eyes staring closely at her face.
Those eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, which made people feel distressed.
"Why don't you sleep? Lie down and sleep for a while."
Lin Chaomu silently stretched out his hand, and ran his long and white fingertips across Jiang Tang's eyes, nose, and mouth...
I have been taking exams all day today, which is a very important exam for me, so the update is late.
Please forgive me, moma(ω)
(End of chapter)